I took my bad dreams and put them in a little box that was JUST that little bit too tall for them to climb out of, so on halloween I could open up the box and look at them leaping around and gnashing their teeth and snarling and find myself quite amused and spookily tittilated, then close the lid and put it back in the drawer when I had had enough. I resolved to wire up some kind of music box contraption inside by next halloween, so when I opened the box it played a nice tinkly rendition of The Monster Mash.
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